O. B. H.

Ya puss smell like a ‘ol bag uh rotten eggs

Hole my nose when ya open up ya big legs

Dingle berries shakin off of ya brown hole

Saggy bags under ya blouse big zits all over ya skull

A few missin chompers, no big deal

As long as ya primed n wet I’m ready for the thrill

Brown skid marks in yo parachute sized granny panties that’s okay! (Hmm, I dunno MC that’s a gross ‘ol bimbo!)

I like a woman aged like old clearance cheese from Kroger

Bustin that chicken head up and down in my Range Rover

Take off to sweat pants baby

My tip glowin’ red about to bust my hot gravy

I wanna pump ya like a big rig and knock off ya wig off yo head!

When you finally nut it’ll shake the walls in yo project

I’ll light a blunt and shoot my skunk up on yo big rig belly like a never ending stream of white jelly!

Hell yeah baby baby I don’t care if ya old and ya stank!

This bad boy is backed up and ready to pop up in yo meat box ya ol brown hoeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cha! Cha! Cha!

Ya! Yaaa!!! Yaaaaa!!!!!

Hellllll yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh blunt and a forty